In elementary school, my best friend and I would create plays to perform atop a platform next to her backyard pool. We’d take turns performing, and after each skit, we’d strike a pose and jump into the pool. We instinctively switched partners, set time limits, and suggested different scenarios to act out. When we emerged from the water, we were alive with adrenaline, laughter, and elation. Revisiting the memory itself makes me smile with nostalgia, but it’s more than that.…

I often go back to this one, vivid memory of fourth grade. The memory exists in my body, not my mind. The memory itself makes me smile, but it’s more than that. I return to it as an example of untainted, pure, simple joy. The pieces of it, the feeling of it bring me back to my core, my Self, my soul – all that makes me me. I LOVED being at school, and at lunchtime, my friends and I would…

Many years ago, my therapist asked me what I know for certain about myself. I was stumped. She tried to simplify by asking “What do you like?” I stared blankly at her and said, “I really don’t know.” It’s painful to write those words now because it’s horribly sad to have veered so far away from yourself and your core that you can’t answer a simple question about what you like. In the moment, I felt empty, blank, lost. I…

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I'm Melissa - women's holistic sexuality practitioner, sex educator, and prenatal and restorative yoga teacher. I work with postpartum women to restore core and pelvic floor wellness. I love to write and build female community. I believe we all need our village of support, nourishment, and companionship to thrive. I'm so grateful to be a part of yours.